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I hate to hear that.

It was an act of kindness—this act of kindness—that gave me hope for the future.

It would be okay if I was paralyzed from the waist down.

A chiropractor broke your neck? The smell wafted over to me, and if I could have, I would have gotten hard at that moment.

Ian did not even have a ramp to allow him to enter his home.

can the two come to trust each other or will they remain enemies? " "Mobility is earned," Raines bit out.

It makes me feel like I can't be a part of regular life.

Since I'm almost always in my wheelchair around others, embarrassing erections haven't been much of an issue, but that's also likely in part due to the erectile dysfunction that happens when one has has no muscle control below their upper neck.

" The Pretender thought hard as Raines chose his moment to hobble out of the apartment.

It is terrifying, I know.

Also, my sweatshirt had muffled my voice.